Your voice carries,
carries me far away
lifting my spirit with it
as it slides from your lips to the air
and disappear in the distance.
I float like a feather
carried by the wind above the trees,
glancing down,
but unafraid of the height,
instead, happy
to be untouchable
by all that lay below it.
1 comment:
Very nice. That's a lot of power!
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